Yesterday & Today...

So, I meant to blog yesterday, but stuff got in the way and before I knew it, it was already today!

...Did that make any sense at all?

So anyway, yesterday...

...Vivacious V. decided that it would be a fabulous idea to dress up like a schoolgirl. Isn't she just the cutest?

 The Sweetest S. in all her monochromatic glory.

One of my bestest girls, GG (http://fabchub.tumblr.com) wanted to see S.'s hair from all sides. 

 Here you go, GGkins. <3

Fabulous F. was finally well enough to come to work...

FYI, that shirt she's wearing... I'll be painting that. :) Will show you photos once it's done.

Yeah, I was going for that grandma housemaid look.

I think we can all agree that I'm defo rocking this look. I mean, look at me. So fierce! 

My love and gratitude to my wonderful brother for giving me that uber chic vintage Gucci purse. 

And the faux fox tail... 

...The faux fox tail that I can use when I want to be feisty and animalistic.

I'm told men love to chase tail.

Today...

 

Vivacious V. graduated from the highschool girl look to the college girl look.

The Sweetest S. and her pipe dreams.

She makes green look good.

 Fabulous F. in fabulous Floral.

Et moi sporting a VBO.

For all you non-fatties, a VBO is a (Visible Belly Outline). It's a thing in the Fatshion world.

 

To aid us in our manhunt, I thought we could use this wheely-type thing to put all the wild and sexy man beasts that we catch.

That is if I can actually pull it.

Even when empty, it was quite a feat...

Anyway, I  have good news and bad news...

 

 Good news is I found another wild sexy man beast.

I even managed to get him inside the elevator...

Bad news is as soon as we got out of the elevator he bolted faster than a Puma.

Le sigh.

Maybe I should just carry a taser next time. Or a tranquilizer. 

Move out, move in, move around...

Hey cuties! :)

Before anything can I just ask one thing?

Is it just me... Or is it windy out?

Yeah... Ok. So, do y'all remember that balcony where we always took photos in?

Yeah, that one. Sadly, that's just a thing of the past now. :(

:) We moved, y'see... :) And what you will be seeing is more of this instead:

 The Sweetest S. looking toward the bright future of Highly Crass photos in this environment.

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Isn't she just a sight for monochromatic sore eyes? So fab.

Et moi...

 I feel like I should wear a gown tomorrow. This type of location merits a gown.

That beautiful brooch was given to me by brother.

And yes, he made that all by his amazing self. Isn't he just the bestest?

Oh and yeah, we'll need to work out the kinks of how to pose in this thing here... We wouldn't want anyone to sprain anything.

Speaking of spraining things, the fabulous F. is still not feeling so well.

:( Poor thing. Please give her your love in the comments section.

(Yes, I am a comment whore.  I think we've already established that in my previous Multiply blog. There's no need to stop and stare at me like that..)

On other news, manhunting has been put on hold for the meantime as we are quite busy with the move.

How much do we love the boxes? Aren't they just perfect for fashionable streetstyle-type shots like this...

...Or this...

...Or even this...

And need I say it? Clearly, I am the better model out of all the style friends...

I mean, look this, it's all very Haute Couture, oui?

Anyway, may your week be as fabulous as ours is turning out to be!

Kissy kissy!

Manhunting at Night

Hey hey, how's everyone's weekend going?

Our weekend started yesterday night... The style friends and I figured out that in order to catch the best type of wild sexy man beast, we should hunt them at night, which is when they usually come out of their corporate hiding place and join the rest of the city.

So we got all dressed up and got ready to hit the local watering holes.

The fabulous F.




Looking absolutely fabulous.

Unfortunately, she fabulously sprained her ankle... So she couldn't really do much hunting. She still went with us, but I had to do the hunting for the both of us.

The sweetest S. with all her swag.

 

So much swag.

Vivacious V., no longer headless.

All dressed up like a rockstar.

Et moi...

 

I had planned on dressing up like a rockstar...

...But unfortunately, the only clean piece of clothing I had left to match the fabulous studded shirt that my brother gave me, was that skirt...

It was either that skirt or ripped jeans...

...And you would think that the jeans would have been a better option, but unfortunately the rip was on the crotch area. And I don't think, we really need to show off my rockstar vagina...

Of course, what I lacked in rockstar fashion pieces, I think I totally made up for in attitude...

I mean seriously, look at that, I could totally pass off as someone who was in a band.

Amirite or amirite?

Oh and here's the obligatory Fashion Blogger's "I need to take a crap" pose.

Off we went to the first watering hole.

...I remained as conspicuous as possible...

Here you see one of the species of the wild sexy man beast. This particular one was on the phone most likely with his girlfriend, which made him unsuitable to hunt.

I switched to a different spot...

...I thought it would be easier to blend in by pretending to be a tree...

And suddenly, there it was... The perfect game.

I slowly crept up to him...

...And as soon as he wasn't looking...

I held on to his leg...

And I caught him!

...And he was mine...

...For like a minute and then he got away.

Tsk.

This manhunting business is so tricky.

I'll remember to bring rope next time to tie them up so they won't be able to escape.

Dejected, I decided to drink my sorrows down with Orange Juice.

And all the other drinks that I could my hands on.

The style friends approve of this.

So yeah... We may not have caught any sexy wild men beasts last night.

...But we did have fun.

Here I am on the way home.

Manhunting is hella tiring!

Hope y'all have a great weekend. :)

*Thanks to Marla London for the purses. Follow them on Facebook!*